Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

The air seemed to freeze, and every inch of space was filled with tense hostility.

Hu Qing could clearly hear that in the distance there were more and more small and rapid footsteps coming towards him.

On the branches and behind the platforms, the fully drawn wooden bows are like a poisonous beehive ready to strike.

Those arrowheads, tempered with a strange green liquid, flashed with a heart-pounding cold light in the beams of light that filtered through the gaps in the treetops.

Cold sweat broke out on his palms. Facing such a large number of paralyzing arrows, if a conflict broke out, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Xiao Zi raised his dragon head and let out a suppressed growl from deep in his throat. The hot dragon breath accumulated in his mouth, emitting a dangerously high temperature.

Its cold vertical pupils scanned the surroundings. Obviously, if there was any unusual movement, it would not mind cleansing the area with flames.

Although these elves are numerous, they would probably be unable to resist the real dragon breath.

At this critical moment, the old elf behind Connor, who had been observing silently, finally spoke again.

He coughed lightly a few times, his voice old but with an unquestionable authority.

He raised his skinny hand and slowly pressed it down.

"Everyone put down their weapons."

His voice was not loud, but it was clearly heard by every elf.

Surprisingly, all the elf warriors, including the handsome Muda, although with unwillingness and vigilance on their faces, followed his instructions and relaxed their bowstrings and dropped their arrows.

Obviously, this old man holds a very high status in the tribe.

Seeing this, Hu Qing immediately reached out and gently pinched Xiao Zi's jaw, signaling it to swallow back the dragon's breath that was about to be released.

Xiao Zi shook his tail in dissatisfaction, but still did it, but his dragon eyes were still vigilantly locked around.

The old man then turned his gaze back to Hu Qing. His eyes were cloudy but deep, as if he could see through people's hearts:

"I, Old Baimu, am an elder of the Wanshu Nation. This place has been home to our elves for generations, and outsiders are not welcome to enter.

Your behavior just now was extremely disrespectful. Now, please leave."

His tone was calm, but it carried a firmness that brooked no rebuttal.

Hu Qing's face was solemn. He suppressed his anxiety and explained again with his hands clasped together:

"Senior Baimu, we have no intention of offending your precious land. There is a reason for this. A few days ago, your people..."

He pointed at Muda and the elven warriors behind him, "They used special arrows to tranquilize and capture my companion, a human man.

We have come here today to ask you to release him. Once we are sure he is safe and sound, we will immediately turn around and leave without stopping for a moment, and will not cause any damage or disturbance to your country.

After hearing this, the old man Bai Mu's wrinkled face showed no emotion. He just sighed calmly, but his tone remained firm:

"Young monk, I will say it again, this is the kingdom of the elves, and there are no companions as you speak.

Maybe you found the wrong place, or maybe your companion went somewhere else.

Please go back and don’t bother me anymore, otherwise…” He didn’t finish his words, but the threat in them was self-evident.

"Ang!" Xiao Zi couldn't help it and let out an angry growl towards the handsome elf behind Bai Mu.

He pointed at him with his paw, and then pointed at his own eyes, indicating that it could see clearly!

Hu Qing's face darkened as well. He pointed directly at the elf and said in a firm tone:

"Senior, my companions witnessed it with their own eyes. It was the elf behind you who led the others and abducted my companions with a giant cicada! This is absolutely true!"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mu slowly turned his head, looked at the elf behind him with cloudy eyes, and asked calmly:

"Muda, have you ever met this young man's companions? Have you ever led someone to capture a human?"

Muda's face was stern, and he shook his head without hesitation, his voice clear and firm:

"Reporting to Elder Baimu, Muda has never seen this person, nor has he ever captured any human intruders. This person is pure slander."

The old man Bai Mu turned back, looked at Hu Qing, and shook his head:

"You have also heard that Muda is one of the best warriors of my tribe. I believe his words.

Young man, perhaps you and your companions have seen it wrong, or perhaps someone is impersonating one of our people.

But the person you are looking for is not here. Please leave. This is your final warning."

Xiao Zi was so anxious that she was spinning around in circles, making anxious gurgling sounds in her throat.

Hu Qing clenched his fists suddenly, and his knuckles turned white from the force.

These elves are clearly lying with their eyes open! There's definitely something hidden beneath Muda's cold expression!

They denied it so strongly, even going so far as to cover it up. Gu Yang's situation was probably...

"Senior..." Hu Qing wanted to make one last effort.

"Hmph!" The old man Bai Mu snorted coldly, interrupting Hu Qing's words.

The next moment, a powerful pressure like a mountain burst out from his seemingly skinny body!

The spiritual pressure of the middle stage of Duanchen period crushed towards Hu Qing and Xiao Zi without mercy!

Although it is not as vast and terrifying as the Ice Emperor, it also carries a sense of heaviness and oppression belonging to an ancient forest, which makes people breathless!

At the same time, the elf warriors behind him who had just put down their bows and arrows, as if receiving an order, immediately raised their bows and pulled the strings again!

The movements were uniform and faster than before, and the cold arrowheads once again locked onto a man and a dragon!

More elves poured out from the surrounding tree houses and joined the encirclement, their eyes cold and hostile.

The tense atmosphere instantly returned to its peak, even more dangerous than before!

Hu Qing's face turned extremely ugly.

The other party has such a tough attitude, their strength is unknown, and they have the advantage of location and people. It is definitely not a wise move to force our way in.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the anger and worry in his heart, and looked deeply at Baimu and Muda, as if he wanted to engrave their appearance in his heart.

"...In that case, sorry to bother you." Hu Qing squeezed out these words from between his teeth, his voice cold.

He said no more, winked at Xiao Zi, and slowly backed away.

Although Xiao Zi was unwilling, he also understood that the situation was stronger than him. He growled, faced the elves vigilantly, and followed Hu Qing step by step to retreat towards the green vine curtain that he had pushed aside when he came.

The elves' bows and arrows were always pointed at them until their figures completely disappeared behind the curtain, and the suffocating pressure and murderous intent slowly subsided.

After leaving the Elf Kingdom and returning to the dark primeval forest, Hu Qing's face was so gloomy that it seemed as if water was about to drip out of it.

"They are lying!" Xiao Zi angrily scratched the ground with his claws, writing two crooked words "liar" on the ground.

"I know."

Hu Qing's voice was unusually calm, but his eyes were sharp as a knife. "The more they deny it, the more it proves that Gu Yang is inside, and I'm afraid... the situation is not good."

He looked up at the towering, fortress-like wall of trees.

"If forcing your way in doesn't work, then we can only think of other ways."